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Today was small. It is strange on days like this. It is hard to describe the "small". Not quite -- less. But not more. Sort of fragile, but not. Just … a bit -- off, maybe? A bit disconnected, but not in a bad way.  A bit distracted, kind of here and not here. A bit … sorrowful? Yes, a bit sorrowful. Perhaps I simply need a tad more sleep.

It seems everywhere I turn these past weeks there is another story, another person, another abuse secret. Hands need to be held and tears need to be wiped away and a heart needs to be heard and I shall. I swear. I will grasp and brush away and sit and listen.

Just not today. When I am big again…


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